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I can't remember when I started to like to put myself in my pocket, cover it tightly, lick my loneliness and helplessness, and imagine that this world has nothing to do with me.

Just like some of the characters in the book, some people like to wear peaked caps, and some people like to wear hooded clothes, and then button the hood to the head and cover half of the face, including the eyes.

I'm the latter.

Sometimes when I walk on the road, I will buckle the hat of my clothes on my head, listen to the rustle of my ears rubbing against the inside of the hat when I walk, and feel that the whole world is only me, and I am quiet, although I feel a little lonely.

Recently, this loneliness has started to amplify because I am now in my hometown.

My hometown is a pure traditional village, and my parents are also very traditional.

They are eager to arrange a future path for me, such as going to work in a certain factory, saving some money to marry a daughter-in-law and have children; For example, go to a certain real estate agency to sell second-hand houses, save some money to marry a daughter-in-law and have children; For example, working with a good cousin and saving some money to marry a daughter-in-law and have children......

However, I don't want to.

I want to follow my own path, the path I like, even if I fail in the end and achieve nothing, at least I won't regret it.

My parents' tireless persuasion was a lot of pressure for me.

In my hometown, the neighborhood will think that whoever has more children who makes more money, gets married early, and has more children is preferred.

I, this old bachelor who doesn't make money, naturally fell behind.

I never cared, but my parents couldn't hold their heads up, which was also a pressure for me.

Every now and then I mention something about my blind date, and the pressure is even greater. I can't achieve anything, how can I start a new family in a hurry?

I long, long, for more people to like my book and see it.

I tried to make the book more interesting and wrote each plot with my heart.

However, the book turned out to be as I am now...... Loneliness and helplessness.

Actually, I'm a big grinning person, and I can always quickly put unhappy things out of the clouds.

It's just that I've been staying in my hometown recently, and I've been immersed in a depressing atmosphere all the time, which leads to being too late to throw it away.

It made me want to make one, cover myself tightly, and imagine that the whole world has nothing to do with me.

To sum up the above, my mood has recently had a big ups and downs, chapters are always not written, always unable to maintain three changes a day, I want to finish the book hastily, but I am always unwilling, and I am more reluctant, so I have been so afraid to be casual, I dare not be careless to continue to write, and the next is the same.

Saying so much is not to complain, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I don't want to say it in the space and circle of friends.

After thinking about it, I suddenly felt that you were very close, you knew my works best, and you would quietly watch me nag, and feel the joys and sorrows in the book with me.

So, there is this single chapter.

Thank you for your company, thank you for liking this book, thank you for reading my nagging quietly, thank you.

In the following days and nights, let us continue to experience Wu Hao's story, and experience the real story that I think exists in a certain world.

I'll do my best!

That's it for today, I'm going to code tomorrow's update. (To be continued.) )